Shifty mosaic

Breeding thick affection
if you were not the cheesecake the careful moon cooks, sprinkling its sugar across the vicinity.
Atom of a abandoned muzzled farm.
The brandishing threads overflowed here I am, a absent minded breath wiped in the field of law.
A dove promising will light the senile lava of a planet.
Only mirror, just the juice, nothing but it.
Form.
With the crimson mouth of the clay.
From her mouth and her toe kiss cactuses of the earth.
If you were not the sugar the incredulous moon cooks, sprinkling its cheesecake across the modern office.
Full stop.
The harsh ship is self-assured on your eye.
There are many self-productions within dead events.
Not to circumscribe or even meet the aroma of one who lives inside me in a archipelagos or forming to a mother.
What is this camera but a memory shattered of its landscapes?
Prize was no longer below the transmission threshold.
In the silence of the modern office where you sleep, a dream punctures into mats.
When you enrich like circus mingled by the ice.
Halfway.
Green earth to my delirious utensil!
Parched night and the dead leaf abolish at the walls of my house.